So instead of chilling in Osaka, I’m here in KL’s airport hotel…. Great. Just great.
I wonder what this means? Is God showing me kindness because weather in Japan is bad and He doesn’t want me to drag so many things around in the heavy rain? Or… I don’t even want to say it, but, maybe He means I shouldn’t go there? I certainly hope it’s the former.
Anyway, I’m just hoping that I will get out of here soon. That I will board the plane, that there will be no more delays (anymore delays and I will be late for school), that I will get to my dorm alive and safe.
And I hope I’m not asking for too much, but if I like the dorm, I hope I can stay longer than the originally scheduled one month. When I called the ojisan from the dorm, he kept confirming the length of stay with me, like as if he’s afraid that I will change my mind and stay longer. I really hope that’s not the case!
When I checked in to the airport hotel (courtesy of the Malaysia Airlines, of course. They caused the delay and they owe me at least that much), it feels like I’m back to being a cabin crew again. The hotel looks exactly like all the other hotels that I’ve stayed before! NOOOOOO. But haiz what other choice do I have?
me just checked in looking very glum
kitty sipping a cuppa while watching me use com and trying to play ukulele hehe
Now I really want to be there. In Osaka. I should be meeting Desmond and Noriko san right now. ARGHHHHH just thinking about it makes me so mad. T~T
Maybe this little adventure is to help me get over my homesickness? Like right now I’d rather be there than here. I wonder if that makes any sense.
But, it makes a good story, doesn’t it? *bad poker face* Though it’s a story I’d rather not tell.